But it's not easy to get here.
First, during the transmission process, most players die prematurely.
Having successfully arrived in the Spirit Breath World, they have to face the blockade and pursuit of the Bone Pool Army and Fungus Pool Army guarding the space entrance.
The journey here is fraught with death.
Fortunately, they succeeded, and next, they just need to wait for Little Mage to bring wealth.
At that mont, brilliant light bursts from the Space Channel.
"Here it cos, here it cos, brothers get ready to grab resources, I've already prepared the bags."
"Let take so first. Do you know how much it cost to get here? It's too tragic; at least let recover my costs, right?"
"Aweso, finally going to make a fortune, I don't ask for much, just earning twenty thousand sacrificial power will do."
"Hahaha, thanks to Little Mage for the welfare ti."
Players nearby rubbed their palms and were all extrely excited.
Finally, under the expectant gaze of the players, the massive silhouette of the Final Giant Beast erged from the Space Channel.
At this mont, inside the Space Channel.
Seeing the exit was close, Little Mage was extrely excited too, and shouted out cheerfully:
"Brothers, welfare ti is here!"
Knowing their own brothers had arrived, the outside players gathered around, ready to divide the wealth.
But at this mont, a heart of the Giant King Clan among the pile of resources suddenly burst under spatial pressure, with its vast life force turning into a blood-colored torrent, creating a terrifying resonance with the genes of the Erosion World Worm.
This completely broke the energy balance inside the channel, with various attributes of spiritual energy colliding and exploding like boiling oil eting water.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Like brilliant fireworks, life torrents, elental torrents, gene viruses… all kinds of substances gushed out from the end of the Transmission Channel.
Light more dazzling than the sun erupted at the exit.
Under the sweep of various torrents, Little Mage felt intense pain all over, but with the protection of the Final Giant Beast, he was not killed.
Raising his head towards the front, the scene before his eyes left him stunned.
Dozens of players rushing headfirst couldn't even scream before vaporizing in the blinding white light.
Next, the shockwave carried spiritual fragnts like bullets, a player just raised his hand, only to have his chest pierced by flying blood marrow crystals, turning into a skyful of blood mist.
Little Mage stood dazed inside the Final Giant Beast, as his neural tendrils received feedback of thousands of life signals extinguishing simultaneously.
Through the eyes of the Final Giant Beast, he also saw a warrior thrown by the shockwave hit the second wave of explosive currents mid-air, disintegrating instantly.
Gazing toward the end of the shockwave's sweep, a sweetly smiling female player held up a banner, with words printed on it:
[Thank you, Magic God, for the warmth!]
As the shockwave passed, the banner fragnts mixed with flesh particles dissolved in the explosive embers.
"This... this... is over."
Little Mage was completely dumbfounded.
The material torrent dissipated over several seconds, with the Final Giant Beast under his control suffering considerable damage, its body surface already carbonized.
But he didn't care about the Final Giant Beast, his gaze sweeping the site.
Seconds ago, the lively welfare reception point now transford into a chaotic scene of death, with no player figures in sight.
"Little Mage, you're ruthless...."
Just then, a feeble voice called out.
Turning to look, he saw a Stone Statue Player, physically maid, tremblingly pointing at him, eyes full of rage and grief.
The words were barely spoken before the hand suddenly fell limp, the body dissolving into black mist.
Under his control, the Final Giant Beast collapsed to its knees, wanting to cry but having no tears:
"It's over, completely over."
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